**THE  ROSE**
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
And you its only seed


It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dy'in
That never learns to live


When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been to long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the winter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes a Rose
The Rose
by Bette Midler
This page made on 8th February 2001
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